Wei Qing walked not far when the horn sounded! People in the distance shouted that the horse neighed, and saw Li Guang covered in blood and beat the horse back.

"What's going on?" Wei Qing happened to be in the way of Li Guang, and he asked loudly while giving way.

"I was robbed of food by the Jin army!" Li Guang saw that it was Wei Qing, and he didn't have time to dismount, Tie Qing replied with hatred on his face, and rode towards Wu Ming's big tent with the reins.

Wei Qing was secretly frightened in his heart, and hurriedly quickened his pace and walked to his tent. As soon as I arrived outside the tent, I saw a soldier running all the way and shouting: "General Bai Shen! Where will the white ginseng be? ”

As soon as the door curtain was lifted, Bai Buxin rushed out of the door without even having time to put down the towel in his hand to wipe Zhao Ruyue's face, and responded loudly: "I'm here!" ”

"Wu Dashuai is in a hurry, please go quickly!" The soldier shouted at the top of his throat.

"Let's go!" Bai Buxin knew that it must be a hundred thousand urgent things, as soon as he raised his eyes and saw Wei Qing, he threw the towel in his hand to Wei Qing, and he didn't even have time to say hello, so he let go of his footsteps and ran towards Wu Ming's big tent.

Wei Qing sighed secretly. If it was before, Wei Qing would immediately rush into the account to clean up and wait for Wu Ming to pass on the move. But now。。。。。。 He took the towel and walked slowly into the tent.

In the tent, Zhao Yueru sat on the side facing Wei Qing, her bloodstained clothes had been changed, her long black hair was wet and draped on her shoulders, there was a basin of water in front of her, her face was full of foam, it turned out that Bai Buxin was helping Zhao Yueru wash her hair.

"Big Brother Bai, what's the matter?" Hearing someone coming in, Zhao Yueru asked with her eyes closed.

Wei Qing walked up to Zhao Yueru and gently dried her face with a towel.

"Big Brother Bai, if there is an emergency, don't 。。。。。。" Zhao Yueru's words were not finished, because she saw Wei Qing when she opened her eyes.

The smile on Zhao Yueru's face disappeared. She didn't look at Wei Qing at all, but reached out and took the towel in Wei Qing's hand, and wiped her hair hard.

Wei Qing smiled: "Miss Zhao, congratulations, you recovered so fast." ”

Zhao Yueru replied with a roll of her eyes.

After drying her hair, Zhao Yueru put the towel aside and reached for the water glass.

Wei Qing hurriedly took two steps back.

With Zhao Yueru's current strength, if he threw the water cup at him at such a close distance, he really couldn't dodge.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yueru's face, but it quickly disappeared. She picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, and slowly lay down on the bed, but the wound was still very painful, and she couldn't lie down for a while, so she couldn't help frowning.

Wei Qing took a step forward, and his powerful arms supported Zhao Yueru's neck, and Zhao Yueru slowly lay down.

"Thank you, girl." As soon as Zhao Yueru lay down, Wei Qing immediately said.

"What? Thank me for what? Zhao Yueru finally couldn't help it, she had made up her mind not to talk to Wei Qing, but Wei Qing's inexplicable "thank you" made her forget her plan for a while.

"Because you didn't kill me just now." Wei Qing replied seriously.

"Wei Qing, don't think I'll forgive you!" Zhao Yueru said sharply, "The revenge of killing my father is not shared!" Even if you kneel in front of this girl every day and beg for mercy, this girl will not forgive you! If you're afraid that I'll kill you when I get better, you might as well kill me now!" These words were very powerful, making the force greater, and it hurt the wound, Zhao Yueru couldn't help but stop talking, and almost said nothing.

"I didn't think you'd forgive me." Wei Qing still said seriously, "It's just that you gave up several opportunities just now, which shows that you are a kind girl." ”

"What?" Zhao Yueru had just relieved her breath, and she couldn't help but be surprised when she heard Wei Qing say this.

"You can throw me with a water cup, this is the first chance," Wei Qing snapped his fingers and counted them one by one, "When my arm is behind you, you can use your hand to choke my throat, this is the second chance, you can bite my arm when you lie down and my arm has not been withdrawn, this is the third chance。。。。。。 ”

"Phew!" Zhao Yueru couldn't help but take a sip, "You are the one who bites!" ”

"I never bite people, but if I have to, I may bite Jin Jun." The expression on Wei Qing's face did not change at all, and he still replied with a serious face, "If you are forced to do so when you are on the battlefield, I believe you will be the same." ”

Zhao Yueru was stunned for a moment.

She had to admit that Wei Qing was indeed a brave, tenacious, resourceful general. She is in the army, and she has heard many people's comments on Wei Qing, and she has also experienced Wei Qing's command level, if it were not for Wei Qing to kill her father, she would probably only worship Wei Qing, but now she only has hatred for Wei Qing!

"Less nonsense, this girl is not interested in talking to you!" Zhao Yueru said coldly, "At least this girl won't be a deserter!" ”

Wei Qing smiled suddenly, and that smile was actually full of bitterness: "If you become a deserter, can I kill you?" ”

Wei Qing's words made Zhao Yueru stunned for a moment. Yes, if she became a deserter and the generals killed her, would she be unjustly killed? If someone else was a deserter, would she approve of killing him? She only thought about avenging her father, but her father was killed because he escaped from the battle, is this Wei Qing to blame?

Zhao Yueru was speechless for a while.

Wei Qing looked at Zhao Yueru and regretted it a little in his heart.

His original intention was to tease Zhao Yueru to talk, at least accept his own help, so he talked to her, but he didn't expect to talk about it, but somehow it came to the problem of deserters. He didn't want to stab the poor woman's heart, but when the conversation got to the topic of deserters, he couldn't help but clear his name: as a commander, how could he not punish the soldiers who escaped from the battle?

Zhao Yueru slowly turned around and ignored Wei Qing.

Wei Qing couldn't find the right words to resolve this embarrassment for a while, and went to do his own thing.

There was silence in the tent, and time passed little by little.

It's getting dark. Zhao Yueru's breathing became longer.

Wei Qing did not light the lamp. He groped slowly, carefully unfurling a blanket on the ground, and lay down in his kimono.

Hazy, Wei Qing was about to fall asleep, but Zhao Yueru suddenly asked, "Wei Qing, did my father really escape?" ”

It turned out that Zhao Yueru hadn't fallen asleep at all, and she had been thinking about it in her heart.

Wei Qing sighed softly: "Miss Zhao, if I kill a soldier who didn't escape, I won't be able to live either." My Han military discipline will never just care about the soldiers and the generals. ”

Zhao Yueru stopped speaking. In the darkness, her eyes were wide open, and her mind was a mess. She thought for a while, "Daddy was killed by Wei Qing!" After a while, he thought, "Escape from the battle, there is no mercy!" "It's like there's two people fighting in your head.

I don't know how long it took, but she still didn't feel sleepy, but Wei Qing snored lightly. Zhao Yueru wanted to take out the handkerchief in her pocket and wipe her forehead, but her hand moved, but she touched a pair of earrings in her pocket.

One of these earrings was lost and later returned to her by Wei Qing, and the other was found by Bai Buxin on the battlefield. Thankfully, the earrings were now by her side, and they were the most precious thing she had right now, not because of the price, but because they were her mother's relics. She kept the earrings as if her mother were still around.

She gently touched the earrings with her hand, and her mother's haggard face seemed to appear in front of her eyes again. Since I learned of my father's death letter, in just a few days, my mother fell ill, and she couldn't afford to be sick, and finally left.

Tears welled up in her eyes. When her father died, she was killed by Wei Qing, and Wei Qing's sword not only killed her father, but also killed her mother, and she became an orphan. All of this is caused by Wei Qing!

Zhao Yueru suddenly bit her lip tightly. Wei Qing's sword hung on the wall, and if she moved it slowly, it was entirely possible to take it off. The enmity of parents is not shared! She decided, kill Wei Qing first, and then commit suicide, avenge her parents, pay for Wei Qing's life, and don't owe each other!

She listened intently to Wei Qing's voice.

Wei Qing still snored regularly, sleeping very deep and deep. He was so tired, since the end of the battle, he was busy taking care of Zhao Yueru, and then he was arrested by Wu Ming, today, he really couldn't hold on.

Zhao Yueru carefully and slowly got up, and moved little by little towards Wei Qing's sword hanging on the wall. She had to be careful not to make a sound, to be careful not to hurt her wounds, and even more so to be careful not to lose her strength halfway. I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yueru sweated one body after another before she successfully took off the sword.

She drew her sword very slowly, very slowly.

This is a sword with a cold light, the blade is thin and narrow, and the blade is extremely sharp, if such a sword pierces it, it must be able to easily pierce the body without armor to cover it.

She gripped the hilt of her sword in both hands, leaning against the wall and gasping softly. She had to wait until she had recovered her strength before she could act, because there was only one chance, and if she missed this time, with her current physical condition, there would never be a second chance.

Finally, she felt some strength. She sat up slowly, next to the table, and she had to move a little further, past the table to reach where Wei Qing was. By the light of the moon, she slowly moved to the table, and then, she couldn't help but froze.

There were two cups on the table, one was Wei Qing's, and the other was specially prepared for her by Wei Qing. There was also a bowl on the side of the cup, and in the bowl was the leftover half of the meal.

That's not her dinner today, it's Wei Qing's. Her dinner has always been a specially made sick meal, while Wei Qing eats the meal of the big stove. Wei Qing was so tired today, and it was dark early, so he didn't dare to light the lamp, for fear of disturbing Zhao Yueru's rest, so he simply ate half a bowl of rice and fell asleep.

In the corner of the table, a map was rolled up and placed there. It was Wei Qing who was watching while eating, and when he saw that it was dark, he couldn't see clearly, so he had to roll up the map.

The sword in her hand suddenly trembled uncontrollably.